Chapter 88: Unlucky Egg:

“Time to wake up!”

Mu Bai picked a few cucumbers, combined them with bread and canned luncheon meat to make sandwiches, then woke everyone up.

However, strictly speaking, Mu Bai only called her teammates to get out of bed.

Every time Ye Qi slept with Mu Bai, she enjoyed maximum power charging, with top-tier sleep quality.

It was hard to wake her in a safe environment, but these days, for some reason, she woke up as soon as Mu Bai got up.

Mo Cha was a light sleeper and woke up upon hearing Mu Bai moving through the carriage to wash up.

The only one sleeping deeply was Tang Shifu.

While Ye Qi and Mo Cha were washing up respectively, Tang Shifu, half-asleep and groggy, removed her troublesome weights in bed, not bothering to avoid Mu Bai, who had come over to this carriage to get milk.

Mu Bai held two milk cartons in her arms when she suddenly heard the rustle of fabric.

She turned to look and was frozen for several seconds.

Death… death penalty!

Last time, with Mo Cha nearby, Mu Bai couldn’t look too much.

This time, it was just her and Tang Shifu in the carriage.

Where had Mu Bai ever seen such a scene?

If it weren’t for the milk still in her arms, Mu Bai would have covered her eyes.

“Tang… Tang Shifu.”

Mu Bai wanted to remind her to at least be discreet, but felt she was being too meddlesome.

The logic was sound, but she couldn’t get the words out.

It was too startling!

“What’s wrong?”

Tang Shifu looked blankly at Mu Bai, who stood there awkwardly.

“Nothing, nothing. It’s just that we got up a bit late today. I’m telling you to eat quickly.”

Mu Bai muddled through with some stammering.

“Oh, okay! Right away!”

Tang Shifu sped up.

Ye Qi finished washing and came over from the adjacent carriage.

Mu Bai suddenly felt like she’d been caught red-handed.

She immediately hugged the milk and ran back to her and Ye Qi’s main carriage, leaving this place where even the air inexplicably smelled of milk.

“Huh?”

Ye Qi sensed something strange.

She couldn’t quite put her finger on it.

Looking around, she saw nothing odd and assumed she was just overthinking from the previous day.

A bit troubled.

Mu Bai was so innocent; unlocking more CG would clearly take time.

During breakfast, Mu Bai habitually opened the chat room.

Only two days had passed in train time, but over three thousand people had already disappeared from the chat room.

These were likely the Level 0 players who survived by luck and the weaker Level 1 players.

Because looking around, the players still alive and posting normally were mostly Level 2.

A significant portion of them had probably just reached Level 2 in these past two days.

Although the atmosphere in the chat room wasn’t as relaxed as at the beginning of the survival game—like chatting with online friends—they were still efficiently trading information.

It wasn’t like the life-and-death battles inside stations.

Many had realized that if most people couldn’t survive as long as possible, the next Killing Station would arrive sooner.

Even Level 3 players couldn’t guarantee they wouldn’t trip up in the gutter of a Killing Station.

So many experts were sharing information that wouldn’t harm them to give away but could improve others’ survival chances.

Mu Bai and her group didn’t want to be bombarded with private messages, so they never posted in the chat room.

After all, their photos were far too eye-catching.

The survivors now were at least minor experts, but their spirits were more or less suppressed.

With no outlet on the train, they’d find somewhere to vent, inevitably becoming a bit twisted.

This kind of obvious mood spoiler, they all avoided.

However, there was one beautiful girl who was very active in the chat room.

That blue-haired girl named Luo Huang.

Mu Bai realized the girl’s purpose after seeing the shift in the chat room’s atmosphere.

She also didn’t want to enter the Killing Station too quickly.

Clearly, she was confident enough to remain undefeated in disputes at normal and trial stations, but she couldn’t guarantee her survival in a Killing Station.

That’s why she chose to boost her prestige among the player base, using that to integrate station-related information as much as possible and improve survival rates.

As for the benefits of entering the Killing Station later… everyone would have more time to prepare—item reserves, train upgrades—everyone would improve.

Mu Bai couldn’t see why Luo Huang would do this.

But one thing: if not everyone improves, it’s about the same as no one improving.

Some players didn’t lack good teammates, like Mu Bai herself.

Slightly stronger individuals wouldn’t think that more people was better.

But for those who were already solo or had lost their teammates, their chances of surviving alone in the Killing Station dropped significantly.

The extra preparation time allowed them to find and team up with recognized partners.

Excluding special factors like Mu Bai’s [Chosen of Heaven], this was the most likely interpretation.

Luo Huang’s original teammates were either too weak or already dead!

Linking it to the news Mu Bai saw on Blue Star, Luo Huang was probably on the train to kill someone and get revenge!

This guess flashed through Mu Bai’s mind, and she coughed.

If her guess was eight or nine out of ten, this girl would be a great teammate.

Capable, intelligent, and loyal.

It’s just that Mu Bai already had three trustworthy companions; otherwise, she’d definitely send a private message to verify, and if correct, team up directly for the next Killing Station.

The current situation was good; she had finally stabilized Ye Qi.

It was best not to break that.

If a program runs, don’t make major changes; bugs will just multiply.

After thinking a lot, she focused on analyzing the intel the girl had provided.

As she looked, Mu Bai’s eyes went wide.

She immediately read it out to her teammates.

“Look at the chat room, Luo Huang’s new intel.”

“Eerie Class stations broadly refer to stations with supernatural forces and a worldview or plot background. Common types include Supernatural, Creepypasta, and Mysterious, with difficulty increasing in that order.”

“Supernatural stations usually only require dealing with spirit-type enemies. No matter how strong, they can eventually be handled. But Creepypasta stations can’t directly kill high-level ghosts; you have to follow various rules…”

“There’s little intel on Mysterious stations, but completion difficulty must be directly tied to upper mental power limits because no so-called puzzle lowering difficulty has been discovered, making them the most dangerous type.”

“Note that some stations clearly aren’t of these types but still belong to the eerie category. These are mostly game-type stations, likely made by the train game specifically to increase difficulty and ‘fun’ for players… And game-type stations are almost always trial stations. It’s best to stock up on some spirit-countering items.”

Plenty of solid information!

Previously, she thought her luck wasn’t great, always ending up at Supernatural stations, but she hadn’t expected Supernatural stations to be the simpler type.

There were even unlucky eggs who hit the latter two types.

Mu Bai certainly knew what Creepypasta was—rule creepypasta—where one wrong move and you die, no matter how strong, you have to use your head.

As for Mysterious… it wasn’t Cthulhu, was it?